Waves

(S. Taylor ã 2008)

It’s heating up, no one can deny,

no matter what side, no matter what Book

one takes as right.

Ain’t talking about the weather,

though there’s that too,

talking about the friction

between them and us

and me and you -

Come on….

Come on from there …

Trickle down’s been trickling up

pack around the table and fight for our crumbs,

float a mortgage, light a candle, say a prayer.

Water rising, seems it’s boiling to a head,

the wheel keeps spinning

we’re breathing hard

but the dream still hangs ahead.

Come on….

Come on from there….

[Chorus]

Sometimes the Waves hit in all the wrong places.

Sometimes the wind it blows foul from the top of the hill.

When the water rises somehow we’ve just got to escape it.

One day the tide is gonna’ wash

the top of the hill.

Swing your hammer, wait your tables, build your planes.

Do your duty, teach the kids, or clear the drains.

Pay your taxes, uncle’s mind is over filled

with thoughts of revolution

and carrying out God’s will.

Come on….

Come on from there….

[Chorus]

Levees, bridges, systems and people in need,

hungry, desperate, tired, ravaged, diseased.

Waves are rolling, fire’s burning overseas,

witch hunts all around us, probing you and me.

Come on!!!!

Come on from there!!!!!

Come on!!!!!!!!

Come on from there!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[chorus]

Granite Highs & Muddy Lows
- Taylor © 2008

Roll on over baby
it's almost morning.
Grab a cup of coffee,
I've already packed the truck
with everything, that I could think,
that we just might be needing;
a space to breath in,
a life to believe in,
the tent & the dog,
& the little money
we've been saving.

We'll drag our toes out in the sand,
We'll bake ourselves
for days on end,
then we'll climb so high
that we leave the land.
Anytime, Anywhere - doesn't really matter,
it's the heart of the matter,
the love & the laughter,
the fears that your after,
let's lift our glasses
& we'll toast our dreams

Here's to
granite highs & muddy lows,
ain't that the way the story goes?
High in the sky or down below,
I'll be with you all the way.
I'll be with you all the way.

Look up it's all blue sky's ahead,
our feet are wet, but the flame still burns,
the tidal wave's turned back to land.
Doors may slam, mirrors break,
names not worth repeating,
the lies & the leaving,
the self deceiving,
let's lift our glasses &
we'll toast our dreams.

[Chorus]

Drop your heavy thoughts into the well,
let's take a walk.
Got nothing but time to kill
& wide open space for empty thought.
Any-time, anywhere, doesn't really matter,
it's the heart of the matter, the love
& the laughter
the fears that your after
& the seeds we plant along the way.

[Chorus]

I'll be with you all the way.
I'll be with you all the way....

Laughingson's laughing in the corner
while the radio plays
bad trips are swamping his head
stares his eyes are blank...

The green wagon's getting closer
the only one kind enough to stop and give us a ride
and the driver's getting toasted
barefoot to the cold, putting down the wine
a crazy man brought us to town today
screaming first ascent of the White Wolf
and hanging from the rail
staring down Dustin in the dark of night
and the shock of his tourtured face
at the break of morning light

Laughingson's laughing in the corner
while the radio plays
bad trips are swamping his head
stares, his eyes are blank...

And if you had the chance to test me, he said,
would you care to come along for the ride?
Any last words you care to confess to me, he said,
'cause I'll be back in the middle of the night.
A crazy man brought us to town today
screaming first ascent of the White Wolf
and hanging from the rail
seemed like such an oppourtune time to make it on our way
as our strange new firend seems to have gone a little crazy

Laughingson's laughing in the corner
while the radio plays
bad trips are swamping his head
stares, his eyes are blank
oh...
Laughinson where are you at?

Dylan lost his job today
Walked on in & they walked him away
Said nothing personal, sorry, have a nice day.
While on the market the stocks are high
Dylan's wife hangs her head to cry
She feels the future kicking on the inside.

Outsource America,
But won't you save a piece for me?
Got a couple of mouths to feed
Got my wife & my family.
Outsource America,
But won't you save a piece for me
It's all about the bottom line
From sea to shining sea.

Mary lost her son today,
An I.E.D. gone and wiped him away
Ain't even got a body over to pray.
Juan lost his life today
A man with a paper came & took it away,
He signed his name & the man said,
"Son, you're on your way."

Outsource America,
But won't you save a piece for me?
Got a couple of mouths to feed
Got my wife & my family.
Outsource America,
But won't you save a piece for me
‘Cause he blessed the land abroad
From sea to shining sea,
For you and for me.

Donny cashed some stocks today
Crumpled ‘em up and he tossed ‘em away
Lit up a Cuban, said, "Tomorrow's a better day."
'Cause on the market the barrel's high,
& plenty of young folk are willing to try
to secure the future for the people on the inside.

Edward Hayes
-Shawn Taylor (2001)

Edward Hayes was ready for the change,
to the wind he sailed
on the fourtune he'd just made.
His working days were over,
he had won.
No more 5 a.m. cold sunshine,
instead he was on the run.

Edward Hayes was ready for that change
But, that change it never came.

Fifteen days, and all Crom's beds were cleared,
not an oyster left
and that's when old Eddie dissapeared.
Cromwell caught wind one sunny day
and all of his dogs of war set sail
for that golden bay.

Edward Hayes was ready for that change
but that change it never came.

Edward Hayes grew old at sea,
he sailed 'till his dying day
for that dream he'd never see.
Cromwell died there that same dark night,
on the seashore side
both had crashed with the comming tide.

Edward Hayes was ready for that change,
but that change it never came.
Yes Edward Hayes was ready for that change,
but that change it never came.


				Shawn Taylor



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		Waves (S. Taylor ã 2008) It’s heating up, no one can deny, no matter what side, no matter what Book one takes as right. Ain’t talking about the weather, though there’s that too, talking about the friction between them and us and me and you - Come on…. Come on from there … Trickle down’s been trickling up pack around the table and fight for our crumbs, float a mortgage, light a candle, say a prayer. Water rising, seems it’s boiling to a head, the wheel keeps spinning we’re breathing hard but the dream still hangs ahead. Come on…. Come on from there…. [Chorus] *Sometimes the Waves hit in all the wrong places.* *Sometimes the wind it blows foul from the top of the hill.* *When the water rises somehow we’ve just got to escape it.* *One day the tide is gonna’ wash* the top of the hill. Swing your hammer, wait your tables, build your planes. Do your duty, teach the kids, or clear the drains. Pay your taxes, uncle’s mind is over filled with thoughts of revolution and carrying out God’s will. Come on…. Come on from there…. [Chorus] Levees, bridges, systems and people in need, hungry, desperate, tired, ravaged, diseased. Waves are rolling, fire’s burning overseas, witch hunts all around us, probing you and me. Come on!!!! Come on from there!!!!! Come on!!!!!!!! Come on from there!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [chorus] Granite Highs & Muddy Lows - Taylor © 2008 Roll on over baby it's almost morning. Grab a cup of coffee, I've already packed the truck with everything, that I could think, that we just might be needing; a space to breath in, a life to believe in, the tent & the dog, & the little money we've been saving. We'll drag our toes out in the sand, We'll bake ourselves for days on end, then we'll climb so high that we leave the land. Anytime, Anywhere - doesn't really matter, it's the heart of the matter, the love & the laughter, the fears that your after, let's lift our glasses & we'll toast our dreams Here's to granite highs & muddy lows, ain't that the way the story goes? High in the sky or down below, I'll be with you all the way. I'll be with you all the way. Look up it's all blue sky's ahead, our feet are wet, but the flame still burns, the tidal wave's turned back to land. Doors may slam, mirrors break, names not worth repeating, the lies & the leaving, the self deceiving, let's lift our glasses & we'll toast our dreams. [Chorus] Drop your heavy thoughts into the well, let's take a walk. Got nothing but time to kill & wide open space for empty thought. Any-time, anywhere, doesn't really matter, it's the heart of the matter, the love & the laughter the fears that your after & the seeds we plant along the way. [Chorus] I'll be with you all the way. I'll be with you all the way.... Laughingson (Taylor © 2001)



		Laughingson's laughing in the corner while the radio plays bad trips are swamping his head stares his eyes are blank... The green wagon's getting closer the only one kind enough to stop and give us a ride and the driver's getting toasted barefoot to the cold, putting down the wine a crazy man brought us to town today screaming first ascent of the White Wolf and hanging from the rail staring down Dustin in the dark of night and the shock of his tourtured face at the break of morning light Laughingson's laughing in the corner while the radio plays bad trips are swamping his head stares, his eyes are blank... And if you had the chance to test me, he said, would you care to come along for the ride? Any last words you care to confess to me, he said, 'cause I'll be back in the middle of the night. A crazy man brought us to town today screaming first ascent of the White Wolf and hanging from the rail seemed like such an oppourtune time to make it on our way as our strange new firend seems to have gone a little crazy Laughingson's laughing in the corner while the radio plays bad trips are swamping his head stares, his eyes are blank oh... Laughinson where are you at?



		The Bottom Line (Taylor ©2007) Dylan lost his job today Walked on in & they walked him away Said nothing personal, sorry, have a nice day. While on the market the stocks are high Dylan's wife hangs her head to cry She feels the future kicking on the inside. Outsource America, But won't you save a piece for me? Got a couple of mouths to feed Got my wife & my family. Outsource America, But won't you save a piece for me It's all about the bottom line From sea to shining sea. Mary lost her son today, An I.E.D. gone and wiped him away Ain't even got a body over to pray. Juan lost his life today A man with a paper came & took it away, He signed his name & the man said, "Son, you're on your way." Outsource America, But won't you save a piece for me? Got a couple of mouths to feed Got my wife & my family. Outsource America, But won't you save a piece for me ‘Cause he blessed the land abroad From sea to shining sea, For you and for me. Donny cashed some stocks today Crumpled ‘em up and he tossed ‘em away Lit up a Cuban, said, "Tomorrow's a better day." 'Cause on the market the barrel's high, & plenty of young folk are willing to try to secure the future for the people on the inside. Edward Hayes -Shawn Taylor (2001) Edward Hayes was ready for the change, to the wind he sailed on the fourtune he'd just made. His working days were over, he had won. No more 5 a.m. cold sunshine, instead he was on the run. Edward Hayes was ready for that change But, that change it never came. Fifteen days, and all Crom's beds were cleared, not an oyster left and that's when old Eddie dissapeared. Cromwell caught wind one sunny day and all of his dogs of war set sail for that golden bay. Edward Hayes was ready for that change but that change it never came. Edward Hayes grew old at sea, he sailed 'till his dying day for that dream he'd never see. Cromwell died there that same dark night, on the seashore side both had crashed with the comming tide. Edward Hayes was ready for that change, but that change it never came. Yes Edward Hayes was ready for that change, but that change it never came. Listen @ Myspace